As their conversation turns to Grai, her smile spreading across her face. He was a good choice, he seemed to be off on his own looking for a few mares to bring back to the Inlet with him. He had hardly seen him in a week or so, and could feel a bit of concern rise for him. "We bumped into each other in the Falls, he gave me the strangest look, as if he couldn't believe his eyes." Stomping his hoof into the ground, while a snort emits from his dark nostrils. "Even calling me short... But we quickly became friends." As he continues to speak a smile spreads across his lips, it was humorous to Dögun the looks he received from the locals on these islands.

Freya speaks again her voice like honey. Than her lips connect with his cheek, a chill runs the length of his spine. "Thank you, my sweet Freya." He pauses, almost surprised. "I have only encountered a few moments of doubt, but they are quickly chased away. The only way that I can successfully lead a herd is with courage and strength." Reaching his muzzle out he runs his lips along her shoulder. "I honestly am not concerned with what those others would think of me." A sigh escapes his lips. Hoping that she was proud of him, for that is all that matters.